Chapter 43: Giving Birth to a Heart of Flesh and Blood A carrier pigeon flew from afar and landed on the hunter...
A carrier pigeon flew from afar and landed in the hunter's palm.
"AAA advertising space for rent" opened the letter.
The letter begins with no greeting and is straightforward.
——【Typhon is dead.】
The advertiser paused for a moment.
He did not attend the public trial because he was still treating patients in the hospital at that time.
...How could he die so soon? He thought it would take some time to plan before killing the Marquis.
As if knowing what he would be thinking, he continued writing on the next line of the letter.
[He had lost his powers, so it was easy to kill him, and no other vampires would object.]
[Don't ask me why he lost his powers. He wanted to tell me, but I don't want to hear it. Don't bother me.]
Advertiser: “…”
He could only sigh.
Few people know that the advertiser’s hunter application that year almost failed, which was similar to Bai Li’s situation.
But that guy is not his biological brother.
Jiuyi had just finished executing the law and was slowly retreating when he saw this man squatting on the ground outside.
"Why are you squatting here? Is the hospital thing over?"
The advertiser waved his arms, bandaged.
Jiuyi walked up to him.
The advertiser told her in passing: "Marquis Typhon is dead."
Jiuyi hummed, and after a while, she said, "What about your brother?"
In fact, it is quite different from Bai Li’s situation.
He has no parents, and that guy has no parents either.
Rhett pulled him out from somewhere.
So Rhett became his brother.
His brother grew up slowly and insisted on pulling him to grow up with him.
Until his brother was forcibly transformed into a vampire.
The advertiser came to his senses and said, "That's it. He should be promoted to a marquis."
When he was a human, he practiced his supernatural powers for twenty years. Compared with vampires of the same level, he was at most at the level of a viscount.
After becoming a vampire, he made rapid progress and was promoted to marquis in the past ten years.
Jiu nodded.
Vampires have racial talents in terms of supernatural powers. With the same talents and the same amount of time, vampires are often one level higher than humans.
Jiuyi: "Let's go, the repairman said she'll treat us to dinner."
The advertiser quickly got up from the ground, folded the letter and put it in his pocket, patted his butt and prepared to leave.
If a bad friend invites you to dinner, you would be wasting your time if you don’t eat.
"She's working overtime tonight, right? She's getting four times the pay, perfect for a nice meal!"
He suddenly became excited and suggested, "Why don't we go to that high-end buffet? A patient's family invited me there before, and they're having a sale today."
"How much discount?"
"99% off!"
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The head teacher felt refreshed after watching the public trial and readily said that we would have a day off in the afternoon.
So Bai Li had nowhere to go.
She left home last night and didn't want to go back.
So now, she carried her goose-feather knife, not knowing where to go.
After thinking about it, I sent a message to Jiuyi.
Jiuyi came back after a while.
【You can apply for a dormitory.】
So she carried the knife and ran to apply for a dormitory.
The process was quick and easy, and in less than an hour, she had a new place to live.
The knife was placed on the edge of the table.
In fact, every time Bai Li saw the goose-feather knife, she couldn't help but think of the shop owner who gave her the knife.
Of course, that couldn't be called a gift, but she always felt that things like souls were very illusory.
The more she studied the course, the more she felt the difference between them.
There are vampires who are immune to silver, but they are definitely not as strange as that shop owner.
The other party will definitely not be a vampire or a human.
Bai Li used to think of herself as an atheist.
At least before she saw the shop owner, she still firmly believed that there were no gods in the world.
but……
Except the gods.
What other being is there that is omniscient and omnipotent and worthy of being a shop owner?
*
There is a new customer in the store.
But Li An was still working on her handicraft and was too lazy to pay attention.
The black cat didn't think it was a big deal and just wagged its tail while watching her do her handicrafts.
She was building a clock tower, tall and majestic. Although it was only made of paper, one could still see its cold and hard metal texture.
The sunlight flows on the surface of the clock tower, lingering on every hollow undulation, and seems to be glowing and warm.
The guests walked through the corridor.
…
The guest glanced back.
The stone tree on display looked peaceful and silent.
Bright gems gleamed on the tree trunks like eyes.
No, the guest was very sure that the gem on the tree trunk was not facing this direction before.
Like real eyes, it turned quietly when the guests were not noticing.
The guest was silent for two seconds and continued walking down the corridor.
Li An held the small paper clock and gently stuck it on the clock tower.
She looked at the bell tower and thought to herself that there should be a bell ringer... Well, what would that look like?
The guest stood before her.
So she thought that something like this would be pretty good.
The guest was an unrecognizable animal without wings, but floating in mid-air.
It has no hair, but looks like a soft ball and glows.
The spherical guest said, "Who are you?"
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"The owner here."
impossible.
The president was certain that this person did not exist in any of its records.
Whether it is the human data or the vampire data, there is not a single identical face.
The collective will swayed slowly.
This shop owner is definitely not from this world. If possible, he can only be the ancestor of vampires that has never appeared before.
But the various values it saw were blurry and jumping, and it was impossible to tell the owner's condition.
Neither human nor ghost.
The president looked at the various values that soared rapidly in the brief fluctuations, and his built-in core, which always made calm judgments, came to a conclusion.
If I had to use one word to describe the owner.
That should be God.
Only God possesses such power and majesty.
It mentally crosses out the core cognition of atheism.
As the collective will of all high-level hunters, its cognition is the cognition of those elite humans.
"Why are you here?"
The president asked Him.
It seemed that few people would speak to Him in this way, and He showed a slightly different expression.
It is not a sign of negative emotions, the built-in core continues to analyze.
The expression on His face was one of tolerance: "You will be the bell ringer."
It saw it, of course it saw it.
On the table was a clock tower made of paper, with the pendulum swinging gently.
Will, soul, or something else mysterious broke away from the metal shell.
It seemed to be wandering, but it was running towards the bell tower that was almost towering.
Who is it?
Yes, yes, it is the bell ringer.
The will grows legs, and on these legs it climbs up the bell tower.
The will grows hands, and with them it rings the bell.
The bells resounded throughout the universe.
The sun calls.
As the first ray of sunlight shone on its aimless face, it heard a faint laugh from a very far distance.
It came to its senses and its soul returned to the mechanical sphere.
The shop owner was looking at it with a smile.
No, it's the president of the Hunter's Association, not the bell ringer.
Unknown emotions are born from the built-in core, which is completely different from all the regulations that serve mankind.
It also doesn't seem to be a completely mechanical structure.
So I even felt like submitting and kneeling down.
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